Ryan’s Stories

Sunday January 22, 2006

again there was you, in a different form
in a natural light,
had i been looking upwards,
i wouldn’t have seen how near you were,
how close i was to wishing
for something that could never be mine,
instead, i rest my face on your shoulder
and wonder why i hadn’t done this before….

2 Women January 13, 2006

Corazon, 42, technically a cousin but address her like an aunt, daughter of my mother’s 1st cousin, has a collection of Basil Valdez LPs, never had a boyfriend, runs a small motorcycle parts store she refuses to absent from, missed her only niece’s wedding, sees ghosts, was courted once by a ghost, would embrace her [...]

What i saw when i fell and i said, jesus, jesus, my sweet father… January 13, 2006

Act-1 / Tongue January 12, 2006

We were talking about Troy
when we kissed, I thought
am I defensive, do I find
the insistence of your tongue,
too sudden for words, there aren’t
any except the ridges of your teeth,
I run over them, deciphering
deciding to find my meanings,
something less solid than flesh,
thicker than spit,
I reach as far as I can
but there’s only tongue
and more tongue
indomitably [...]

Saturday, 8:32 AM January 7, 2006

The trails of Binmaley’s fishponds are the most transitory of landscapes. Every so often, owners feel a need to deepen the ponds and they dump the black, muddy mass over the trails and pathways, changing its shape, width and vegetation growth. When I was 8, I was walking among cogon taller than I was, its [...]